“Win the morning, win the day.” — Tim Ferriss
Most of you who read this blog have likely noticed how much of a believer I am in developing morning routines — habitually performed rituals that give us the momentum we need to make the most of the rest of our day. While a good morning routine doesn’t guarantee a successful day, it gives you a fighting chance.
With that said, my morning routines have been fairly erratic throughout this pandemic. Don’t get me wrong — they’re productive, yes. But set? Far from it. I have, however, found an unlikely activity that I will likely keep in my morning repertoire. Well, maybe more of a place than an activity.
Step 1. I get up from bed. I use the bathroom. Feed the cat. Drink a pint of water.
Step 2. I walk into my living room…and collapse to the floor.
Yep. The floor. I really enjoy laying, sitting, rolling around…on the cold hard floor.
Why I Like the Sitting or Laying on Floor in the Morning #1: It’s relentlessly soothing (or “soothingly” relentless?)
The floor is…well, hard. Unforgiving. But you can lay on it. This combination of solid yet accommodating makes my thin area-rug-covered hardwood floor one of my favorite places to stretch out upon first thing in the morning.
Not yet caffeinated or exercised, I’m not ready to do many activities that demand mental acuity or physical agility. My natural state is to want to return to the warm embrace of my memory foam mattress. However, sprawling out on the hard floor begins to awaken my joints and muscles without really any conscious effort. And the first thing in the morning, I’m looking for maximum output with minimum input.
Rocking around on the floor feels like someone rolling a rolling pin up and down the back of your body. While that sounds painful, and it kind of is, it can also feel oh so good.
